Becoming the Villainess: I Reign Over the Cultivators’ Realm With My Wok!

   Just as Huo Huan pretended to use the most exaggerated enjoyment expression, squinting his eyes to savor the braised pork in the cafeteria, a burst of fragrance that was somewhat similar to the smell wafting in the cafeteria today, but more intense and delicious burst out suddenly!

  Huo Huan's eyes widened, and his nose couldn't help taking a breath: "It smells so good! Where did the braised pork smell so strong? Could it be that the chef in the cafeteria made a new pot?!"

  With Changgui as the center of the circle, the students several meters around all stared wide-eyed and began to look for the source of the fragrance.

  Huo Huan turned his head after smelling the smell, and saw the sauce red in the lunch box in Chen Changgui's hand, evenly hung with the sauce, and the braised pork was so soft and trembling that he almost stared out his eyes!

"You, me...how is this possible?!" Huo Huan stood up suddenly, his round belly overturned the rice plate, his voice was full of shock, "Why does your braised pork look so good and smell so good? fragrant?!"

  Huo Huan's loud voice was deafening, and everyone in the cafeteria cast their eyes one after another, wanting to see what kind of braised pork could surprise the well-informed fourth son of the Huo family.

  The chef in the cafeteria is the number one restaurant in Kyoto, the chef from Zuixianlou, how could there be better braised pork in the hands of a poor freshman?

The smell of a box of braised pork that has already been cooked is obviously impossible to spread too far. The students who are far away from Changgui have not been able to smell the amazing sweet sauce when they opened the lid, so they hold Huo Huan's exclamation very seriously. skeptical attitude.

  The Fourth Young Master Huo is always surprised, so he is not trustworthy.

However, the students around Changgui who had already seen the tempting scene in the lunch box stopped their chopsticks and stared at Changgui's lunch box, reluctant to move away, as if they could taste it if they looked at it long enough. Like the previous piece.

  I have seen the appearance of the braised pork in Changgui's hand and smelled its aroma, and now I look at the braised pork on my own plate, and I feel quite a feeling of "except Wushan is not a cloud".

Chang Gui reacted more vigilantly to everyone's attention. Fortunately, ninety-nine percent of the students present were ordinary people, and the few remaining cultivators were not yet high in cultivation. No one beat Chang Gui too much, so Chang Gui could feel at ease with his chopsticks.

The chopsticks only lightly touched the skin of the meat, but they were able to poke in so easily. The surface of the meat was first dented with the tip of the chopsticks, and the moment it was poked in, it bounced back around. For some reason, everyone heard such a silent movement. But inexplicably there was a "Boer" sound.

  The eyes of the people moved with the movement of the meat. When the tempting braised pork was put into Chang Gui's mouth, the people watching felt a sudden melancholy in their hearts.

  At this time, Chang Gui's expression of genuine enjoyment made him look like he owed a fight—it's a pity that he couldn't!

Huo Huan looked at Changgui's expression of enjoyment that was much more real than his own, then looked at the extremely tempting braised pork in Changgui's lunch box, and then turned his attention to the messy rice that he had knocked over, no matter how thick-skinned he was, At this time, it was red to the ears.

   Isn't this Guan Gong dancing a sword in front of him?

   Moreover, it looks really delicious, much more delicious than the cafeteria...

  For some reason, Huo Huan was so courageous that he involuntarily stretched out his fat hand towards the lunch box!

   Everyone held their breath following Huo Huan's movements!